I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Medea also looked up at this big treasure: "I'll tell you the truth, in the future, no matter who is in the top or the bottom of this field, no matter how much money, resources, or how many people die, this field will never be allowed to stop moving forward! Remember! Never!"

“Go out! As long as you can go out, all problems and contradictions will be suppressed, because no one wants to be left behind by the times, so as long as you don’t look back and keep going, there will be better solutions in the new future.”

The birth, inheritance and continuation of the population, human wars will not stop. There are only two choices: inward or outward. The more resources there are, the more population can be fed. The more people live a good life, the more they will have to demand from the outside world.

This stage is necessary and reasonable. After all, you can't ask a hungry person to control his desires. This is simply unrealistic.

Isn't being full a prerequisite for doing stupid things?

If a country wants to avoid becoming an eagle, it must have the ability to constantly explore and expand its resource pool. Once this direction stagnates, even the most glorious country will surely die, because humans have a very strong ability to settle accounts with their comrades.

Chapter 412 Grand Narrative

(The content may make you feel uncomfortable, don’t scold me, I copied it. If you feel uncomfortable and can’t help it, you can scold me...)

Veronica's emotions fluctuated greatly. In fact, the sea of ​​stars that the Queen had called out received great enthusiasm from the people of the alliance, but many people also felt that this was just a grand narrative that only gave people expectations for the future, and not many people were optimistic about the success of the narrative.

As a result, when the first step towards forming the sea really appeared before her eyes, the feeling of surprise was indescribable.

As they watched, the first rocket launch mission entered its final stages, ignited successfully, took off, and then exploded into a sky full of fireworks and debris 30 kilometers above the ground in front of everyone's excited gazes. It was the largest firework the Seres had ever seen.

Medea: "......"

Veronica: '......'

"Ahem...Failure is the mother of success~"

After being surprised, Veronica put herself in the Prime Minister's perspective and asked sharply: "Teacher...how much did it cost us to build this thing?"

"More than 300 million... maybe? It's relatively cheap."

Veronica's voice suddenly rose: "What!!!"

She instantly broke away from the great vision described by Medea, and subconsciously pressed her hands to her chest, with a distressed expression on her cold and beautiful face: "Just like that, three hundred million?"

Three hundred million!!! What can you buy with three hundred million?

At the current price of the Alliance, it costs about 60000 Alliance coins to build a Tiger, and 5000 million is a full 400! With an armored division of about vehicles, million is more than enough for the Alliance to form ten Tiger armored guard divisions on the spot! It is also a fully staffed top configuration with an artillery reinforced regiment of air-to-ground integrated strike system!

Thinking of this, she held her breasts tighter. Really, her breasts hurt.

Mitia held his forehead with embarrassment. "To be honest, in the field of rockets, we are like a dog looking at the five-meter-high gate of the base. We have no idea where this giant tube can fly to."

"The chief scientist of the Alliance explained to me how it flies, but all I can do is touch and pull it like a farmer buying flowered cloth at the market to see if it is strong..."

"I don't know whether the launch mission will fail or what the success rate is."

She couldn't provide much practical experience and advice in the field of aerospace, because her abilities were basically useless in this field. What's the point of having drawings? Can you make detailed parts data? Can you make it exactly right?

Is the assembly precise and stable enough? Are there no parameter errors in the customized manufacturing and mold production of parts? These problems may seem small, but when accumulated together, they become a big problem.

There is not a single mature worker in this field in the entire industry chain. Everyone starts from scratch and has little proficiency, so the only thing she can do is to spend money desperately.

It's really a pure waste, because this funding is used to allow scientific researchers to improve their proficiency through trial and error. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and only knowing how to read books and drawings is ultimately not as practical as actually getting on with the job to study and correct errors.

The first batch of start-up funds for the aerospace special plan is 50 billion Alliance Coins. This investment is almost catching up with the funds for the mainland's post-war economic recovery plan. This money will be burned and will not produce any benefits.

But these 5 billion would have created a huge tsunami wherever they were thrown, and could have directly helped to build a superpower far beyond Ernesto and Surya, but investing in this area could only have caused a small splash...

Veronica was very anxious, but Medea had already said that this was the top priority area of ​​development in the future, and she seemed unable to say anything.

Don't say that she has no long-term vision and can't see the stars and the sea.

Brother, wouldn't it be great if this money was invested in public welfare areas, such as public medical care and public low-rent apartments, which can directly benefit the basic people's livelihood?

This is just the first phase of investment. What about the second and third phases? The additional investment cannot be less than the first phase. In addition to the capital and material input from the alliance to the main continent, the replacement of the entire military equipment system, and the launch of the global military deployment plan, plus the previous fixed universal subsidies and various people-friendly measures, the financial pressure on the alliance is too great.

Sometimes the economy is just like that. Money and resources will flow to where they are more needed, while opportunities in other areas will inevitably be ignored. No country can be perfect in everything and everyone will make certain trade-offs.

Compared to this, the money that Media spent on building a huge organ church was like buying a piece of bread on the street, which was a piece of cake.

This! This is truly creating a wonder, she really wants to go to heaven! Wonders are a loss to the country, Your Majesty!!!

Veronica had a lot to complain about, but looking at the innocence in Medea's watery purple eyes, she felt that saying anything would be a sin, so she sighed resignedly.

Be content. If they were in a more powerful position, they probably wouldn't be allowed to express their opinions on such a big event. At least the Queen allowed her to have some sense of participation.

Logically speaking, the Queen of the Alliance should be mysterious, omnipotent, authoritarian, and an absolute ruler who has the final say. However, Medea felt that this idea ran counter to Seris's philosophy and doctrine. She was not a true feudal monarchy, and the Alliance was not an empire.

The most powerful and ruthless in the alliance is the super tank called the State itself, because the prefix of the alliance is National Socialism.

At least that's what she thinks, so an individual is an individual and authority is authority. There is no need to combine the two to constantly strengthen the attributes of both, and she doesn't need to do that. No one in this world can shake her foundation.

So Mitia patiently explained to Veronica: "Putting aside the facts, don't you just... No, no, putting aside the grand narrative, the launch of rockets and satellites will greatly boost our morale and reputation."

"Although the Alliance has taken an absolute leading position, they are not that convinced by us. According to the intelligence feedback I received, they generally believe that we have the advantage in weapons and we are just stronger than them now~"

"In their eyes, our strength ultimately comes down to having thicker gun barrels, bigger tanks, better guns, and faster-flying aircraft. The gap between the two sides is not that big."

"And if we can achieve something in the field of aerospace, even if it's just the most basic thing of sending a small satellite into outer space, the sensational impact it can cause will easily sweep away the powerful attention we have gained with cannons and tanks. Because no one in this world has ever done this before."

"This is a complete crush from another dimension that they cannot understand. It will completely implant our strength, advancement, and civilization into their minds."

“When faced with someone who is better than themselves, most people will feel jealous, but when faced with someone they can only look up to, they will only feel awe. This principle is always applicable.”

"I didn't consider what you said at the beginning. I was short-sighted."

"But, 300 million..."

Veronica was convinced, but she still couldn't forget the big fireworks worth 300 million. She was a front-line officer who retired from the battlefield and knew deeply what money and supplies represented.

Although Ernesto had never withheld rations from these international fighters even in the poorest and most difficult times, once they left the barracks, the streets were filled with ordinary people who were starving to death under the absolute rationing system.

If they had not joined the army and worked in the farm factory, the supplies they could get would be almost nonexistent. People like Ernesto who lived on the farm had to go hungry one day and full the next, and these "outsiders other than comrades" outside would naturally have no choice but to wait for death.

Trucks sent by the Alliance for support would be loaded with corpses and destroyed outside the city at any given moment, and the sky above the city was filled with white ash all year round.

Veronica was not an Avisu after all, and she was not made into a fearless warrior by the grief of the destruction of her country and her family. She could clearly feel the despair of ordinary people in Ernesto who rebelled because of hunger and were killed by soldiers. These things left a shadow in her heart.

Environment shapes personality, so after she came back, she hated corrupt officials so much. She didn't want to see such a scene in front of her again.

Medea could more or less understand her thoughts, but there was nothing she could do. Some people and some groups were destined to be left behind and sacrificed, and would not live to see the day of dawn.

Or rather, there will be no hope for these people because they refuse to be saved.

Just like many people don’t like grand narratives, she doesn’t like it either, because she is also lazy. But grand narratives are doomed to be unavoidable, so what else can we talk about if we don’t talk about grand narratives?

Well, is it idiotic to endure pain for the common ideals of mankind? Is it awesome to endure pain to grab 100 million?

But why are both of them painful and why is pain inevitable?

Because essentially, pain will not disappear just because you have hundreds of millions. Fatigue, worry, anxiety and other things will still remain, but they will be replaced by other forms tailored for you.

The poor always fantasize that the rich don't have to endure these things, and they use some self-deception or even false evidence sold to you by others to support their hopes.

The only reason that can really support you in actively choosing pain and being able to endure it is the meaning it possesses, so you must find your own grand narrative.

Not only individuals need it, the country needs it even more.

Medea's eyes looked up at the blue sky. The original purpose and requirement of the establishment of the country was to build the beginning of a grand narrative. It has promised a grand narrative vision since its inception, ensuring that you are protected from harm, safe and healthy, live a rich life, and have someone to rely on in old age. Everyone is united under this grand vision.

No matter how many problems, doubts, injustices and tears there are, Medea can always say, "Although I may not be doing it well enough, I have been doing it!"

Just like the current aerospace field, it has been a national project involving the whole country from the very beginning, and its investment is endless.

With the iteration of technology, satellites, manned spacecraft, moon landing, sun landing, building space stations, building space cities, developing space immigration, and reshaping the galaxy environment, more and more resources in the world will be concentrated on this project, with endless investment for decades, a hundred years, or even hundreds of years.

It is even possible that we might encounter alien civilizations during this period, which would then trigger a bloody war of survival and extinction.

When resources are being seized, you can only keep up with the pace of progress and not fall behind. The price you pay for falling behind will be paid by your descendants.

You cannot avoid suffering. The more you refuse to suffer, the more passive you will become. The less choice you have, the more cruel the pain you will suffer. You can only choose to actively accept some of the pain.

You don't have your own grand narrative goal, but only "work hard" for so-called power, fame, wealth and sex. You will never be able to change your speculative habits in your lifetime. You will always be struggling and doubting that the suffering in front of you is unnecessary. It is better to enjoy life in time. You will never be able to change your fate of being hooked to one slaughterhouse after another by one carrot.

Of course, if you choose to give up resistance and lie down, that is also acceptable. As long as you keep your word and lie down motionless, this is also the option that is most conducive to economic development.

Because in front of the emotionless state machine, these are nothing but negative assets and there is no better. There is no such thing as being afraid that you will lie down or not take over. That is just a wishful fantasy.

You are simply unable to persist in anything and you cannot accomplish anything difficult. You know that you are just a person with good physical strength and the right conditions to do this thing, but you are not the one with the best conditions.

You are always replaceable. A pure materialist is like a standardized screw. Turn it to the left and it will come out. Turn it to the right and it will go in. It is that simple. Standardized components are also the easiest to replace. They can be people or machines.

In the end, you will find that the grand narrative you abandoned is just the grand narrative that saved you. You chose the grand narrative that was intended to castrate your ability to change and turn you into a slave with endless anxiety, internal consumption, and no personal dignity.

All intelligent life that cannot keep up with the pace and fall behind will be abandoned in this process. Society is a place where the fittest survive and the weak are eliminated. The system can only delay and weaken this environment, but its underlying tone is still cruel after all.

The development of civilization and the continuation of race has always been a grand narrative journey with no turning back. Either you keep moving forward or die on the pilgrimage.

At least in this world, efforts still have meaning. At least in this world, she has planned their journey in advance, so they don't have to wake up after intense internal friction and face death.

Because they are standing at the critical moment of post-war recovery when everything is in ruins, they do not need to worry about their lives for a hundred years. They are turning towards the blue sky in an optimal time window, and everything that living beings do is meaningful.

As long as the aerospace field, which is vigorously promoted by concentrating resources within two hundred years, has a breakthrough development, instead of falling into a situation of fighting each other, you grabbing my market and I grabbing your market, with a group of big countries fighting to the death in a quagmire like children for a few pieces of mud.

Opening a passage to the outside world before the world stagnated again and entered the lifeless environment of her previous life, everything was completely different.

Chapter 413 Zoe

After watching the big fireworks, the two of them, each with their own thoughts, sat in a car and came to a closed building. The building was embedded in the mountain. There was only an alloy door on the outside, and there was not even a guard around it.

However, looking at the four multi-barreled Vulcan cannons slowly rising from the bulges on both sides of the door and the dozen or so holes exposed on the top of the door...

It seems that it is normal to have no guards, as guards can only block the angle of its firepower delivery.

Medea walked to the door and a red light enveloped her.

【Verifying...】

[Verification passed, number authority 000, welcome back. ]

The self-defense weapons around were put away, and the metal door opened silently, revealing more gun muzzles behind it. This time it was not a Vulcan cannon, but a large-caliber anti-material sniper gun and a recoilless gun, as well as two 6-barrel automatic machine gun turrets distributed on the left and right.

Veronica: '......'

The designer of this building must be suffering from paranoia. What's the point of putting so many weapons behind the door? Does it think that some force can directly attack the capital of Seris and occupy this base, and then clear out the Vulcan artillery position outside the door?

If this could happen, all the strong men in the capital and the Kyoto garrison would be killed. What's the point of defending?

The two walked into the gate and stood between the defensive position and the gate. The gate at the back slowly closed. Medea motioned Veronica to stop behind her. The surrounding walls lit up with red lines woven into a fine grid, scanning the two from top to bottom.

When the red line turns into a blue line, the guns blocking the door will automatically move sideways to make way for the aisle.

"Ilea?"